Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 714: Daddy, can you sing Little Star?
Chapter 714 Dad, can you sing Little Star?
Zhongjing, Imperial Study Room.
"Kuimu wolf?" Wen Xiang and Zheng Xiang looked at Ye Heng with a smug expression, "Chen Luo opened a new bloodline of the wolf family again?"
Afterwards, Han Qingzhu thought deeply, and said: "In the battle of the bloodline tide, Lang Mie wanted to gather the bloodline of the wolf clan and the Buddhist three-body technique to break through the shackles of the ancestor demon, but was destroyed by Chen Luo, and the bloodline ancestor shadow collapsed. Now the wolf tribe has no ancestor demon blood!"
"If the blood of the Kuimu wolf is in the hands of the imperial court, wouldn't it be turning a wolf into a dog? From then on, the Southern Wasteland wolf will be in trouble!"
Wenxiang Zhou Zuofeng also nodded in approval: "The chaos in the southern wilderness is half caused by the tiger and wolf tribe. If the wolf tribe is held in the hands of our human tribe, and the plan is used to drive away the wolves and tigers, the southern wilderness can be pacified!"
"For the Tiger Clan, you still have to be cautious!" Han Qingzhu shook his head, "The Tiger Clan has six veins and four subordinate clans. They are the most powerful in the Southern Desolation. If you are not fully prepared, it is better not to lighten the war. After all, the north is the most important thing." .”
"Speaking of which, Feng Nanzhi, the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, heard that she was brought up by the Lord Qingqiu and educated by Confucianism since she was a child. She has also restrained the Tiger Clan from invading my Daxuan territory these years, so she is a good friend."
"The heart of a tiger and wolf is unpredictable." Zhou Zuofeng frowned and said solemnly, "Whether the Empress of the Tiger Clan is sincerely restraining her or waiting for an opportunity is still unknown."
"With the wolf clan in hand, we can arrange some methods."
Han Qingzhu nodded, and sighed again: "It's a pity... this Empress White Tiger lives in seclusion, and only appeared a few times at the Southern Wilderness Sage Monarch meeting. She is so mysterious that it is impossible to further deduce her thoughts."
"It would be great if I could find someone close to her and get to know her better."
Listening to the discussion between the two prime ministers, the smile on Ye Heng's face gradually froze.
Hey, hey, I'm still here.
Can you give me some feedback when you discuss these big things.
In a room for three people, how did I become the extra one?
The Great Confucian who edited my daily life in Chunqiu Hall is behind the screen, ready to write with a pen.
You guys should give me some face!
Is there nothing about me here?
Don't I have to stamp it?
However, when they mentioned the Empress of the Tiger Clan, Ye Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.
About Kuimu Lang, the information about the Heavenly Dao that I got seems to mention the white tiger.
Kui Mulang, one of the seven constellations of the western white tiger.
Could it be that the white tiger can also intervene in Kuimu wolf's bloodline?
However...
Chen Luo wrote it, so there is no problem.
That brat, with eight hundred minds all over his body, will never suffer.
Maybe this is fishing for that little white tiger!
Huh? Fishing for little white tigers?
Ye Heng suddenly became agitated, startled by his random thoughts, but immediately after, his eyes lit up.
Yes! Isn't this teasing people?
At this time, he didn't care about the heated discussion between the two prime ministers, but grasped this idea and thought about it deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more reliable it became.
In terms of age, the little white tiger seems to be twenty-six seven, a little older than Chen Luo.
But what does that matter!
When I was young, I didn't know my sister's goodness, so I only regarded loli as a treasure!
The begonia overwhelms the pear tree, how many flowers fall in the dream.
Wonderful (●ω●)
Again, in terms of status, the master of martial arts of my human race is more than enough with a white tiger bloodline. In terms of title, the Marquis of the Human Race is indeed close to the Empress of the Monster Race, but it doesn't matter, I can give him a promotion!
"Your Majesty!" Zhou Zuofeng suddenly noticed Ye Heng who was meditating at the side, and then realized that he was in the imperial study room, and he and Han Qingzhu seemed to be ignoring Emperor Daxuan.
Unexpectedly, just as he wanted to bring Ye Heng into the discussion, Ye Heng waved his hand and said impatiently: "You guys are talking about yours."
"I'm thinking about (knocking) big (C) things (P)!"
Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.
What big things can you think about?
But let alone, Ye Heng really thought of a big event.
At this moment, he was frowning, because he suddenly found a big hole in his idea.
That is, Chen Luo and Yun Siyao have already decided to spend their lives privately, and they are waiting for Zhusheng to come back from the sky and find Emperor Yunlong to hire him.
This is... difficult.
But since this is the case, what exactly does Chen Luo mean?
Joining Kui Mulang's bloodline, this gift is not light!
There is definitely something tricky in it!
Ye Heng seemed to have noticed some unusual clues.
Timeline!
Chen Luo spent half a year alone in Nanhuang.
Could it be...
After all, he is a handsome young man, after all, he is so frivolous when he is young...
Ye Heng squinted his eyes, thinking of the past when he went out to play in the palace when he was young.
In that year, spring rain fell in the south of the Yangtze River;
Walking by the Daming Lake in that year;
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
I——
I still remember the fragrance of flowers in that year and that month;
I still remember that girl there...
"Your Majesty!" Han Qingzhu called out, pulling Ye Heng out of his memory.
"Aiqing, what's the matter?" Ye Heng came back to his senses and looked at Han Qingzhu.
Han Qingzhu squeezed out a smile: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking?"
"What are you thinking? You didn't think about anything!" Ye Heng quickly denied.
Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.
Bah!
You laughed out loud.
At this time, Ye Heng also thought of Chen Luo from his own past.
Didn't run away, it must be like this!
My guess is absolutely correct!
Tsk tsk tsk, what a skill!
Princess Yunlong, Empress White Tiger!
This kind of matter is beyond the scope of what he, Emperor Daxuan, can help.
Aside from other things, the second daughter of Zhulin couldn't afford to offend her.
Forget it, respond to all changes with the same, let's wait and see.
Anyway, I'm just a stampede, and I don't know anything, which makes sense.
Chen Luo, I support you spiritually!
You can!
Ye Heng stood up from the dragon chair, looked at Nanhuang with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "You two, don't worry!"
"Tiger Clan, there may be a change!"
Zhou Zuofeng and Han Qingzhu were taken aback for a moment, looking at the confident emperor in front of them, they cupped their hands and asked, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, where did the change come from?"
Ye Heng waved his hand with an inscrutable look.
"Don't say it, don't say it..."
Behind the screen, the great Confucian who recorded his daily life wrote vigorously: On October 13th, the emperor discussed the wolf clan with Wen and Zheng, and talked about the tiger clan. The emperor got up and looked south, saying that the tiger clan might change. Er Xiang questioned the root cause, Emperor laughed, but remained silent.
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Southern Wilderness, Weihu Mountain.
After the secret guard took the order to leave, Feng Nanzhi naturally put one hand on her lower abdomen, and the other hand held her long hair by the sideburns, her majestic face became a little softer.
She experienced the sudden sensation in her heart again and again, and confirmed that it was not because of her own thoughts that she had fantasies.
Hmph, my majestic Empress, how can I change my mind!
The corners of Feng Nanzhi's mouth curled up slightly unnaturally, and he controlled it forcefully, pulling the corners of his mouth back to its original position.
What is the blood of Kui Mulang, who cares about it!
According to the information Feng Nanzhi sensed, the way of heaven evolved into the blood of Kuimu wolf, which belonged to the wolf clan. This bloodline, conferred by the human court, can also be deprived by the human court.
Similar to the previous Zhenshan Black Bear and Canopy bloodlines.
But there is a difference.
That is, whether the blood of Kuimu wolf can be promoted to the ancestor demon is determined by the blood of the white tiger.
It's not the tiger clan, but just refers to the blood of the white tiger.
This is a bit of a relationship between the county magistrate and the current management.
To give an inappropriate example, the human race can decide whether you live or not, but the white tiger can decide how you live.
In other words, Feng Nanzhi can mobilize this bloodline to do anything except deal with humans.
Feng Nanzhi can be sure that Chen Luo is absolutely unaware of the existence of the fetus in his womb; that is to say, this is the bodyguard he gave to him...
Feng Nanzhi bit her lip, not to show her happiness.
Hmph, I am an imposing empress of the Tiger Clan, my ancestors are like clouds, and the great saints are like rain, do you still need you to arrange guards for me?
Forget it, it just so happens that the little heartless thing in my belly is inconvenient to be exposed in the future, so I'll take it and leave it to her.
"If it wasn't for you, my mother wouldn't care about it!"
Feng Nanzhi muttered something in a low voice, but in the end the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, with a hint of sweetness in his voice.
After digesting the information of this layer of induction, Feng Nanzhi regained his mind and prepared to continue to practice, but just as soon as he mobilized the power of his blood to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, he suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.
The so-called day essence and moon essence do not mean that only the day essence can be absorbed during the day, and the moon essence can be absorbed at night. In fact, it can be absorbed both day and night.
But just when Feng Nanzhi absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, she suddenly sensed a third force.
This third kind of power is not as natural as Nisei's bursting, nor is it as deliberate as Yuehua's gentleness.
If you have to describe it, a poem by Du Fu of the human race describes it appropriately: Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
It seems to be very suitable for the cultivation of the blood of the monster race.
This aroused Feng Nanzhi's idea.
Just half an hour ago, she didn't have this feeling when she was practicing, but why did she suddenly have this force.
She re-activated the power of the blood, and sure enough, she sensed the emergence of that power again. Only this time, she didn't stop, but felt carefully. Soon, Feng Nanzhi was in the spirit, as if she saw a starry sky.
In the west of the starry sky, there are seven stars, six of which are dim, but one is bright and clear.
This power is transmitted from that bright star.
"This is... the power of the stars?" Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly.
About the power of the stars, there have long been legends among the Yaozu. It is said that compared to the sun and the moon, the stars are the most suitable source of power for the monster race. Just like this, when the Yaozu returned to their ancestors, what gathered was a star.
It's just that in the Lich War in ancient times, although the monster clan won in the end, the price paid was quite tragic. In the final battle, many great witches fought desperately and shattered the star sea and sky of the monster clan.
If you want to compare it, smashing the Xinghai sky of the monster race is like cutting off the Confucian way of the human race.
From then on, the Yaozu replaced the stars with the sun and the moon. Over time, the world believed that the Yaozu used the sun and the moon to cultivate, but they didn't know the existence of the power of the stars, and there was no such thing as a star demon in the world.
"What the **** did he write!" After Feng Nanzhi confirmed that it was the power of the stars, a surprised expression appeared on his face for the first time.
What exactly did Chen Luo write that made her sense the already legendary Xinghai sky curtain and receive the power of the stars.
Not only her, but Kui Mulang's bloodline will also be able to feel the star sea and sky in the future, and use the power of the stars to practice.
Feng Nanzhi's soul swept across the six stars that were still in the dim, and she had a faint feeling that when the remaining six stars lighted up, they could also provide her with the power of the stars.
Seven for one!
The seven stars are endless, and the white tiger is immortal!
The star blood of the white tiger!
This is Chen Luo's real handwriting!
Of course, if she wants to obtain the star bloodline of the immortal white tiger, she, Feng Nanzhi, must be recognized by the human race.
Feng Nanzhi's chest heaved violently, and for the first time she felt admiration for someone who was always proud.
If it is said that she had unspeakable feelings and entanglements with Chen Luo before, compared to Chen Luo, she would rather miss that Golden Crow, then this time, she really loves Chen Luo from the bottom of her heart. The deity's admiration.
"It's just..." Feng Nanzhi murmured, "I am the empress of the tiger clan, how can I accept the canonization of the human race!"
Feng Nanzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to exit this starry sky, when suddenly there was a pain in his abdomen!
"Huh?" Feng Nanzhi frowned, she had no experience as a first-time mother, and she didn't know why, so she could only quickly mobilize the power of her soul to appease the fetus.
However, Feng Nanzhi didn't notice that at the moment she withdrew from her soul, stars lit up one after another in the sky of the soul, and the stars shone brightly in a blink of an eye.
It's just that the stars only flickered for a moment, as if they had reached a resonance with something, and then quietly retreated.
When the stars dimmed again, Feng Nanzhi also felt that her abdominal pain disappeared.
At this time, Feng Nanzhi didn't pay attention to the soul star, but stared blankly at her stomach with a puzzled expression.
"Is it going to give birth?" Feng Nanzhi hesitated, "Or did you just practice fetal gas?"
"Forget it, I will practice for two hours a day in the future."
Feng Nanzhi looked at her stomach and sighed: "You are really troublesome."
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Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo looked up from the desk.
"It's strange, I fell asleep!" Chen Luo yawned. He had just finished writing the chapter about Kui Mulang, the yellow-robed monster, and felt sleepy inexplicably, so he fell asleep on the desk.
Rubbing his temples, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have dreamed of a bright starry sky, and above that starry sky, in every star, there was a big monster conceived.
If he has practiced to this level, if someone does not specialize in supernatural powers, he will not be dreaming in vain.
It seems that it has something to do with the manuscript of "Journey to the West" written by myself.
Chen Luo glanced at the thirty-first chapter that had already been written, thoughtfully.
"It seems that the appearance of Kui Mulang opened up the star official system!" Chen Luo nodded, it seems that this is probably the case.
Not to mention anything else, the power of chaos in my body seems to have dissipated a lot, not enough to write another chapter.
"Tiandao deducts fees this day, why is it like some apps that secretly take traffic in the background..." Chen Luo complained, and frowned again.
He remembered that at the last moment of the dream, all the stars suddenly shone together. It didn't take long, just two or three seconds, but he seemed to have a feeling of accelerated heartbeat and throbbing of the soul.
"What's going on?" Chen Luo felt it again, but he couldn't feel that feeling anymore.
"Is someone trying to plot against me?" A thought came to Chen Luo's mind, and he shook his head again, "It's not like that, it doesn't feel like that."
"Forget it, I have a chance to ask the master. He must know." Chen Luo, who had thought for a long time and couldn't answer, finally decided to ask for help outside the venue.
"But Shigong..."
Chen Luo sighed again.
Don't go there for a short time.
He respects the old, but the teacher doesn't necessarily love the young at the moment!
By the way, Jian Jia's sister-in-law said that the master's roll call should be a song with more vicissitudes.
Let's start with this one!
Chen Luo glanced at the manuscript, and now Tang Seng and his disciples have also suffered a lot. They just experienced a breakup, and now after Kui Mulang, they are reconciled and continue westward.
In this situation, at this moment, this song is just right!
So Chen Luo picked up the pen, and attached a song that he has been familiar with since he was a child——
"You carry the burden, I lead the horse"
"Welcome to the sunrise, send away the sunset"
"Smooth the ups and downs, and make the road; after fighting the hardships and dangers, set off again, set off again"
"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la"
"A lot of spring, autumn, winter and summer; a series of ups and downs"
"Dare to ask where the road is"
"The road is under your feet..."
Just as Chen Luo finished writing the melody, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Master Hou, Miss Luo is here!" Mastiff Lingling said outside the door.
Chen Luo was taken aback: "Red Slave?"
Immediately, Chen Luo put down his pen, responded with a sound, and saw the study door open, and Luo Hongnu walked in gracefully.
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"Young Master..." The last time Chen Luo drove Fangcun Mountain to Dongcang, Luo Hongnu, who was his own, had naturally seen Chen Luo's wooden body, and was not surprised. , but it kept falling on Chen Luo.
Nowadays, Luo Hongnu is a world-renowned folk art master, and is even called a play fairy by the folks. Her posture and temperament have improved a lot compared to before, and her every move seems to have thousands of flavors.
Just the moment she saw Chen Luo, the play fairy seemed to have turned into a maid again. After the ceremony, she saw that the teacup on Chen Luo's table was empty, so she hurriedly stepped forward to pour tea, acting naturally.
Chen Luo was not surprised, and asked directly: "Why did you come to Fangcun Mountain? Did something happen in Dongcang City?"
"Well, I came here because I missed you, and I came to meet you with an excuse." Luo Hongnu handed hot tea to Chen Luo, although his face was flushed when he spoke, but he spoke frankly.
"Secondly, Dongcang really has a difficult matter. Qin Chengshou was worried that the letter would not be clear, so he specially asked me to come here and ask Lord Hou for his opinion."
"What's the matter?" Chen Luo also naturally took the tea from Luo Hongnu's hand and asked.
"Recently, a group of people were arrested in the city." Speaking of business, Luo Hongnu said solemnly, "They are false followers of Buddhism in the Western Regions."
"Both men, women and children."
"There was resistance during the arrest, and the city guards were ruthless and killed more than a dozen."
Hearing Luo Hongnu's words, Chen Luo frowned slightly.
In Dongcang City, there are still false Buddhist believers?
That's Chen Luo's stronghold.
Being able to force the city guards to fight, there must be warriors among those who resisted.
"What's going on?" Chen Luo also realized the seriousness of the problem, and put down his teacup, "What's Qin Zhenshou's opinion?"
Luo Hongnu sat across from Chen Luo, thought for a moment, and said, "Qin Zhenshou said that the teachings of the false Buddha are indeed alluring."
"Even in Dongcang, even if some of them are warriors, there will be unsatisfactory things after all. In this way, there will be a gap in the heart."
"The false Buddha disciple pretended to be an ordinary person, and took this opportunity to defeat his defenses. When the other party realized that he had believed in the false Buddha, he had already been brainwashed."
"In fact, this matter has never been stopped in Daxuan, but it was discovered for the first time in Dongcang recently, which aroused the vigilance of the town guard."
Chen Luo thought for a moment, and said: "In "Journey to the West", I once named Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. Doesn't this have any effect?"
Luo Hongnu thought for a while, and replied: "Because of acting, I have traveled to many places and met many people. Your master's Mahayana and Hinayana teachings are indeed effective. The Western Region Buddhism Trying to confuse people is no longer as easy as before."
"Just..."
Speaking of this, Luo Hongnu paused and looked at Chen Luo.
"Just what? You just say it's okay..."
Received Chen Luo's encouragement, Luo Hongnu took a deep breath and said, "Nowadays, the Shaolin Temple that practices Mahayana Buddhism enshrines Buddhist scriptures!"
"Shaolin disciples also keep preaching Zen Buddhism, but unfortunately, in my view, there is something missing after all."
Looking at Luo Hongnu, Chen Luo thought for a while, then nodded: "Lack of agility and image."
"Exactly!" Luo Hongnu nodded, "I feel deeply when I act on the stage, no matter how profound the truth is, through the way of acting, the audience can quickly accept and understand it."
"When the false Buddhas of the Western Regions confuse others, they will also tell some stories of the predecessors and display some Buddhist magical powers, which makes people have to believe."
"On the other hand, Hou Ye's Mahayana Buddhism, the Buddhist scriptures are boring, and there are very few disciples who can really talk about it interestingly. Although "Journey to the West" is beautiful, the Buddhist principles are deeply hidden in it."
"There are even Buddhist disciples from the Western Regions who use the banner of Mahayana Buddhism to promote the false Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions."
"It's still a bit far away for rural people, women and children in the market, and they are often deceived by the rhetoric of false Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions."
"If things go on like this, I'm afraid I'll ruin my son's reputation."
"If you want to solve this problem, you still need to write a story, and it will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so as to cut off the source."
"This is also the reason why Qin Zhenshou sent slaves to report to the young master."
Chen Luo nodded. He might be standing too high, and he really didn't pay attention to these places.
Speaking of which, it seems that it is time to release "Jigong Biography", which has been suppressed for a while.
"I know about this matter, and I will start to solve it!" Chen Luo nodded, "You reply to Qin Zhenshou, I know it well."
"In addition, the theater side is also ready, you can go to Shaolin disciples to select some disciples who are interested in acting, they will have a big benefit!"
"Well! I understand." Luo Hongnu's eyes lit up, knowing that Chen Luo had already made up his mind.
"Then Nu will return to Dongcang and report the reply to Zhenshou Qin." Luo Hongnu got up and saluted again, and then she looked at Chen Luo with her big eyes, "My lord, don't work too hard~IndoMTL. com~ If there is nothing wrong with Fangcunshan, you can go back to Dongcang City to rest for a few days."
"Dongcang City, I miss you very much!"
"I see. It's just that the incarnation is inconvenient to move. I will go back when the deity returns." Chen Luo smiled lightly, "Be careful on the road."
"Hey! I'm leaving." Luo Hongnu bowed again and walked out of the study.
Looking at Luo Hongnu's leaving back, Chen Luo let out a sigh of relief.
You Ming has beaten the Bailian Pure Land to such a state, they are now struggling with their uncle for the control of the You Ming Dao, and they have no energy to stir up trouble in the world.
Then the time to write "Jigong Biography" is almost ripe.
You can do it!
Hmph, false Buddhas of the Western Regions, don't blame me, you were the ones who touched my Dongcang City crystal first.
In retaliation, I push your high ground, which is reasonable!